Chapter 375 Feng An
"His name is Feng'an. His wife brought his wife as a dowry. Now he is in charge of the Zhuangzi outside Beijing. The food we eat in our house is brought by Mr. Feng."

"After he learned a few words, he worked as an accountant in Madam's grain store in the west of the city. He is three years older than the servant. After waiting for the servant for so many years, he is not young."

"Please don't worry, girl, he treats slaves very well."

Speaking of Feng'an, Xichun, who is usually carefree and chattering, also showed a rare shyness, and her voice became extremely soft.

Looking at Xichun's shy look, one knows that Xichun is very satisfied with Feng'an, and she didn't let Lao Tzu mess up the mandarin ducks.

Wen Qing'er patted the back of Xichun's hand with red eyes, and asked again: "Has the date been set? Which day have you chosen? You are in such a hurry, I, a girl, have to prepare for you."

Xichun lowered her head, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Brother An was in a hurry, so he made an appointment with the family for the second day of March in the coming year. It just happened not long after the new year, and it's time for joy."

Wen Qing'er couldn't help smiling, and jokingly said: "I haven't married yet, so Brother An called me!"

"girl!"

Xichun hurriedly shook Wen Qinger's hand, telling Wen Qinger not to joke anymore, she didn't check for a while, and actually called out her private name. I have no face to see people.

"I'm a little curious that you like your brother An so much. I don't know what kind of young man can calm down our pungent Xichun. I'll see if I get a chance!" Wen Qing'er laughed, feeling sad in her heart. Also dissipated a bit.

Wen Qing'er was just joking, but Xichun actually blushed and responded: "If the girl wants to see her, she can see her right now. He is afraid that the girl won't let her go, so he specially came to wait in front of the house." !"

Wen Qinger didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she tapped Xichun's forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Good you Xichun, you girl, I love you so much, but you are fine, with you brother An, you actually turned your elbows out, and joined you brother An Come arrange me, guys!"

Xichun quickly shook her head: "There are no servants, but Brother An knows that our master and servant love each other deeply. I'm afraid that if you cry, the servant will be reluctant to leave, and he won't be able to get a wife again!"

"Then I have to meet you. Take everyone in our courtyard to meet you brother An. It's not so easy to marry my Xichun!"

After hearing Wen Qinger's words, Xichun immediately showed anxiety, and begged for Feng'an's mercy: "Miss, please be merciful, Feng'an is a big bastard, if he says something wrong, please don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"Ai! Ai! I got it, I got it!" Wen Qing'er said with a narrow smile: "Then Xichun, why don't you change my girl's clothes quickly, and take care of me, so I'll let him go!"

Xichun couldn't care less about the jokes in Wen Qinger's words, so she hurriedly helped Wen Qinger change into the dress she had for meeting guests.

Wen Qing'er opened her arms and let Xichun play with her, looked down at Xichun skillfully tying her dress, and couldn't help feeling: "From now on, Xichun won't be able to dress me anymore, and no one will talk about it every day. Call me to get up."

"Xichun, I really don't want you to leave, but I hope you will be happy. When you get married in the future, don't forget me."

Xichun's fingers paused for a moment, then quickly resumed the movement, and when she looked up again, tears were streaming down her face, Xichun took a step back, and solemnly gave Wen Qing'er a big gift, just like when she first met.

"The girl is Xichun's girl for a day, and she will always be Xichun's girl. When the girl gets married, if she still needs a servant, the servant will give up Brother An and be the girl's mother!"

(End of this chapter)

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